Sky
gray days
separate
black nights,
congregating
pain
to recycle
my identity
Gray Days
slip between
sun and earth
Skies remind
of muck
thats stuck
to one's boots
slowing feet
slowing trucks
Separate
lives twixt
summer sun
and cold snow
is You
that would bring life
and light, too.
Black nights
leave silence
cloaked to rise
in mornings' slumber
to lumber like slow cricket
and memories of warm summer days
in fields of grass on praire,
gently passing seconds
in warmer winds
congregating
gold
quietly hides
under yonder rock
fretting being found
Pains
of scarcity
is offset
by love's
abundance
in health
in wealth
by ingenuity
by acceptance
recycling
what poems
that take lines for a walk
so that maybe color
will paint lives
real
Identical
slow feet
would bring life
but lumbering like slow cricket
fret finding
abundant
paint
gray days
separate
black nights,
congregating
pain
to recycle
my identity
Gray Days
slip between
sun and earth
Skies remind
of muck
thats stuck
to one's boots
slowing feet
slowing trucks
Separate
lives twixt
summer sun
and cold snow
is You
that would bring life
and light, too.
Black nights
leave silence
cloaked to rise
in mornings' slumber
to lumber like slow cricket
and memories of warm summer days
in fields of grass on praire,
gently passing seconds
in warmer winds
congregating
gold
quietly hides
under yonder rock
fretting being found
Pains
of scarcity
is offset
by love's
abundance
in health
in wealth
by ingenuity
by acceptance
recycling
what poems
that take lines for a walk
so that maybe color
will paint lives
real
Identical
slow feet
would bring life
but lumbering like slow cricket
fret finding
abundant
paint